Sunday, August 29, 2010

I have recently begun reading all the classics I never read in high school. (I downloaded Kindle for Droid and the classics are free.) Now, for the record, I was never assigned to read Pride and Prejudice. I took American lit in school, so I Cliff Noted my way through masterpieces like Billy Budd (UGH!) and All Quiet on the Western Front.

I LOVE this book. LOVE LOVE LOVE. It was a little confusing at first, all the characters and the cities and names of everyones home, I had a hard time keeping everybody and everywhere straight in my mind. It was captivating from the start and I looked forward to my nightly nurse-Tadpole-to-sleep-and-read sessions from the beginning. I'm sure I wouldn't have "got" it in high school, and the book was probably better since I chose to read it instead of being forced to (though I'm pretty sure I will NEVER understand Billy Budd) but the last four or five chapters have had me reading in the elevator at work, at red lights, it's crazy, but I couldn't put the book down. And I had to stop myself from Googling whether Darcy and Elizabeth ended up together or not. I have no idea the history, or time period of this book, but I imagine it was scandalous in it's day - even before the part where Lydia runs off with Wickham and they (gasp) shack up before being properly married.

I am by no means a literature person, I have a Bachelor of Science, I have a science based career and I hated Literature in school. I never understood HOW on Earth anyone knew that by writing two chapters about blueberries the author was conveying sadness? Did they TELL you that? Is it EXPRESSLY WRITTEN somewhere? I didn't think so. So how do you know my interpretation is wrong? Yeah, that argument didn't go over so well. Anyway, don't expect an amazingly witty, informative literary review from me. That will have to come from my friend Jen, the English major.

Friday, August 20, 2010

And if I could figure out how to make that Jimmy Buffet song play while you read this, I would. But alas, you'll just have to click the link and play the song in a different window yourself.

My good friend Sara's baby girl is turning one later this month. For quite some time now, I have been working on a Cabled Baby Raglan as her birthday present. I was very knitterly-responsible with this project. I used yarn from my stash (gasp!) and even knit andre-knit a gauge swatch (double gasp!). A gauge swatch though, is USELESS if the swatcher can't add. Which apparently I had forgotten how to do that day, since 14+14 DOES NOT equal 24. So I have been KILLING MYSELF knitting with DK COTTON on SIZE ONE'S only to turn my 18-24 month sized sweater into a 3-6 month sized sweater. Grr.

Luckily for me, everyone I know seems to be pregnant (including Sara) so someone out there will be opening this lovely cardigan at their baby shower. Act surprised.

I am a 30-something year old dietitian by day and mom by night (and day and all those hours inbetween when people without newborns are sleeping) who is still figuring out this whole motherhood thing. I love knitting, reading, yoga, and long walks - they calm the baby. I have an obsessive facination with ebay and an equally obsessive fascination with my children.